"I'll keep that in mind. I'd be at your door, too, just-- just for the record. I know I'm just the town librarian but if you need anything, you can always just ask. I meant what I said about you using my kitchen, too, by the way. Whatever you need." It feels odd to be so open with someone he doesn't know very well yet but he's never found Emily to be anything but genuine and kind. He'd like to return the offer in some way.

His small smile widens when she tells him what Joel had said and it still doesn't fail to kickstart a tingle down his spine to know that Joel had shown up to that ball for Spencer. It simply doesn't happen to him but it's never been a bother. Now that they've actually held hands--and it seems silly to be so excited over something that sounds so childlike--without any care of who sees them and planned a date for Friday's boardwalk movie night, Spencer is actually kind of glad that it's taken this long to feel this way.

"I found him," he says, his gaze drifting as he thinks back to the evening. It hadn't ended ideally, with the disruption from Joel's vision, but up until that point, it had been decidedly wonderful. "Or he found me, rather. We, er-- We left together."